The wind is a mystery to us all
It mostly visits in the fall
You can't see it but it's there
The trees show it's everywhre
A family sits in the park
The beautifl day will not stay dark
The breeze blows through a little girls hair
A precious moment no mother would share
it often calms someone stresses
A gift from God to show were blessed
The wind is a mystery to us all
It will visit if you call